A poem about going home by train

A warm poem about taking a train 1. A poem about a train

1, a sunny day. Electronic chamber spiral clutch body. Second, return to leadership.

Yongding Wenwen got into the train. Go deep into the sea. I am ecstatic and colorful. The cave is hazy. Cover the golden boy tightly and make moonlight.

3. Driving a train in Lapras, Chi Di, the clear sky burned out the sunset glow.

4, the stone is cool, less {left soil and high right} to see the melon.

In the south, there is a god named Zhu Rong with red cheeks and red lips.

6, whip into the sea to drive the red dragon, and the train will burn the sky.

7, a thousand times, like one, the flame burns the world.

8, nine miles and nine steams, boiling all over the world.

9, the stone is open, and the world is in the red furnace.

10, Geshan is wet and rainy, and Luowan pomelo is muddy and windless.

1 1, Zhu Rong and Zhu Rong are not too cool, and heaven is cold and bitter.

12, watch the young man urge the melon to try his best to dispel the cool breeze.

2. What poems describe the scenery on the train?

1, change your life with my three fireworks.

2. elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.

4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.

Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.

8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.

If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene. Mountains and rivers are always silent, and the water depth is still. Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy. 17, under the moonlight, laugh at the love and hate in the world, and the world is full of red dust and endless flowers.

18, the clock hangs under the eaves, the eaves are bell guards, and the clock does not know; The wind blows the bell, the bell is the song of the wind, and the wind is incomprehensible; The world says that ruthlessness is the wind; I mean, what's wrong with being stupid! 19, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me. 20, Millennium fame, I buried your life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no king's life.

1, change your life with my three fireworks. 2. elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again. 4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears.

6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

7. Let him know everything and smile at you. 8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties. 10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation.

Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not. 12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country.

I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing. 13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.

14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you. 15, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene. Mountains and rivers are always silent, and the water depth is still. Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, under the moonlight, laugh at the love and hate in the world, and the world is full of red dust and endless flowers. 18, the clock hangs under the eaves, the eaves are bell guards, and the clock does not know; The wind blows the bell, the bell is the song of the wind, and the wind is incomprehensible; The world says that ruthlessness is the wind; I mean, what's wrong with being stupid! 19, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me.

20, Millennium fame, I buried your life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no king's life. 2 1, peach blossom is lonely, because it grows for people touched by love; Bloom for the injured.

22. The Phoenix that once played here, so that this place is named after them, failed to keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried. 23. Once the world is completely silent, I don't know whether I am sad or hurt.

24, still water flows deeply, and songs are sung; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy. 25. The past, covered by years, passed by in a hurry, throwing a faint sadness in a hurry.

26. You leave this season without sadness. Only endless thoughts are spreading wildly.

27. Life can be full of joy, and there is no regret in death. 28, store up eternal love, crush deep red acacia.

29. The river is lonely, its banks are dark green, and you are everywhere. 30. Caring about the charm of Qingyuan is an unreachable sadness, such as the lonely moon in Wei Yun, which can only be seen from the horizon.

3 1, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

32. Sighing the tears of a red face and the death of a hero, there are many sufferings in the world. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?

3. Are there any poems about trains?

1

The train is shaking.

Drive into a dark tunnel

People are shaking.

Drive through a dark tunnel

Reach your dream destination.

2

The train leaves from here.

Sail to different places

People put themselves

From a city

Move to another city

three

Friction between wheels and tracks

Mao Mao's voice keeps ringing.

A man awake.

Deep down in his heart.

There is another sound.

four

Villages, trees and rivers.

Step back.

Familiar things disappear all the way.

Hometown is far away.

And in a more distant foreign land.

five

The train stopped suddenly.

The broadcast sounded: "Comrades of travelers,

The train is adding water. "

People relax.

Drink water and eat in succession.

A short stop on the journey

Bring great surprises to people.

six

The monotonous journey is exhausting.

Finally someone sang a song.

Songs are flowing.

As far away as possible.

Rivers in my hometown

seven

When the city lights flooded into the carriage.

The train stopped.

Some people left.

others

I'm leaving after all.

4. Poetry about trains

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There is a gap between heaven and earth.

The lights flashed again and again, and the night was dark

About indescribable hallucinations

The surrounding scenery

Pass this dark green train.

The face on the window glass coincides with it.

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A fast and cool train

Snow-capped mountain acupuncture points penetrating the lung of forest.

Race with flying sheep on the fragrant grassland

The crystal orbit is an infinite extension of the next sentence.

In the process of interpretation, the soundtrack also sounded.

Seven-hole bone flute and eight-hole mud bowl are used as transparent solvents.

Melted the rippling cricket and the silent guqin.

Miyachi symbols are arranged line by line with humorous codes.

The train sped past the edge of the code box.

Elegant fingers like orchids

Stay above the OK button.

Someone was standing on the smooth roof of the carriage.

The wind is blowing a white cloak with a totem.

It contrasts with long black hair.

Cloudless rain in Wan Li.

There are no water drops, but all the petals are deep red.

Knife eyebrows wear clouds, and smiles stretch for thousands of miles.

Bold singing challenges the illusory height.

Fatal passion debunks old lies.

The chivalrous man who lived a long time ago is called an unemployed man today.

Chivalry is alienated into a middle class that keeps changing jobs.

If I want to do it, I can do it, so why not?

Look at the gentleman with a birdcage strolling slowly around the annual rings.

The ancient bell tower shouted in despair during the weathering process.

They watched the rich young so-called hooligans play the piano.

He stood on the high-speed train.

Disappear at the end of the unknown light in classical physics

5. sentences describing trains

When tomorrow becomes today, yesterday, and finally a day that is no longer important in memory, we suddenly find ourselves unconsciously pushed forward by time. This is not the illusion that we are moving forward when we are in a stationary train and cross with adjacent trains, but that we really grow up on this matter and become another ourselves.

2. When tomorrow becomes today, yesterday, and finally a day that is no longer important in memory, we suddenly find ourselves unconsciously pushed forward by time. This is not the illusion that we are moving forward when we are in a stationary train and staggered with adjacent trains, but that we are really growing up and becoming another ourselves in this matter.

When tomorrow becomes today, yesterday, and finally a day that is no longer important in memory, we suddenly find ourselves being pushed forward by time unconsciously. This is not the illusion that we are moving forward when we are in a stationary train and cross with adjacent trains, but that we really grow up on this matter and become another ourselves.

Sometimes I like the feeling of waiting, sitting quietly at the intersection, waiting for the next train.

5. In the fleeting years, those years that can't go back, 9 sentences about the sadness of the train.

Nine sentences. Yesterday's reunion, we drank the wine of parting, which contained nostalgia and gratitude for the rich years of the past, and even a touch of sadness and parting ... I didn't give up, but quietly took root in my heart. Tears will roll down my eyelashes and be taken back cruelly. Finally, there are no tears. No one sees our sad side. On the train to the once ideal university, there are no more familiar faces. No more words you used to be familiar with, no more company you used to be familiar with ... contact information you used to be familiar with can no longer be familiar with, silently in a corner of the day. ...

6: I am a flash in the pan, and I can't kiss dew for a long time; I am a train passing by in a hurry, and I can't miss the warmth of the station for a short stay; I am just a passer-by in the vast sea of people. I can't let you hold it all the time. Please forgive my kindness.

7: One day. Memories and nostalgia will not last longer than our lives; But between me and that day, how long, how far, how many other people's things, my things, your things, how many trains have been driven, how many people have left, and how many people have come back.

6. Poems about trains

The Train of Life (Poetry) Not long ago, I read a book in which I compared life to a trip. Life is like a trip. Getting on and off the bus has to go through countless times. Sometimes there will be accidents, sometimes there will be unexpected surprises, and sometimes there will be unforgettable sadness ... When I was born, we got on the train of life. We thought that the two people we met for the first time-unfortunately, our parents will always accompany us through the journey of life. That was not the case. They will get off at a station and leave us alone. Their love and their irreplaceable company will never be discovered again ... Nevertheless, there will be others on the bus, some of whom have special significance to us ... Among them, there are our brothers and sisters, our relatives and friends, and we will experience an eternal love story. Some people on the same bus travel easily, while others run around on the train, ready to help those in need ... After many people get off the bus, other passengers will remember them forever ... but some people leave their seats. However, no one has noticed that sometimes a fellow traveler who is affectionate to you sits in another carriage. You must stay away from him and continue your journey. Of course, you can stagger through your own carriage and find him in another carriage on the journey ... It's a pity that you can't sit next to him anymore, because this position has been occupied by others ... It doesn't matter. The journey is full of challenges, dreams, hopes and parting ... just can't turn back. Try to make your journey pleasant, be kind to all the passengers you meet during the journey, and find the bright spots in people. Always remember: some people will hesitate in a certain journey because we will hesitate ourselves. We must understand others, because we need their understanding. The secret of life is: where do we get off? Where do our friends get off? I often wonder: will I miss it when I get off the bus? I think I will still be separated from my friends. I'll be miserable. Let the children go alone. I will feel sad. I firmly hope that we can meet again at the terminal where we all need to reach. My child got on the bus and had no luggage. If I can leave good memories in their bags, I will feel happy. After I get off the bus, my fellow travelers can still remember that I miss me. I will feel happy and dedicate it to you. My life on the train. Have a nice trip.